Edward POV
"ROSALIE! Jasper stole your cookies, not me!"
Oh my god, that f***ing diva.
Ok, let's get this straight; let me introduce myself.
I'm Edward Cullen. I'm a teenager aged 17 3/4. It is my birthday soon. My favourite food is Ice-cream, and I'm part of a large adopted family.
I have two 'sisters', Rosalie, (the drama queen) and Alice, (the dreamer). I also have two brothers, Emmett, (the strongman) and Jasper, (the moody cow). In addition, I also have two 'parents', Carlisle, (the doctor) and Esme, (the kindness in the family).
So, that's my family; and this is my life.
I carry on racing at full speed towards Rose. She's still a couple of hundred meters ahead of me, but my fitness gives me an edge.
I run. I run, I run, and I run. I run through the green, leafy forest that surrounds Forks.
I run over the mouldy leaves that squelch underfoot.
I run round the trees that spread their arms and attempt to trip me up.
I run until Rose stops, and I have caught up with her. I tell her about the cookies.
No response
"Rose, Rose "(I sigh) "Come on Rose, they're only cookies; what's up?"
Still no response.
So, it's going to be this then.
"Rose, I can wait just as long as you can."
I don't have to wait long in the end,
She opens her mouth and I look into her face, trying to read her expression.
"Edward…" No Eddy, I notice. I also notice the mix of concern, jealousy, and fear flashing across her face; and creaking through her usually smooth voice. She speaks again;
"Edward…We're all going to die…"